[ There it is again, and this time, Gojo doesn't miss his chance to catch sight of it with his natural eyes, even if Winter is making no attempt to conceal it now. As the tentacles tug his shirt off and over his head, taking the blindfold that still clung to his hair with it, Gojo's gaze trails along the length of the shadowy tendril to where it disappears beneath Winter's shirt in the back. A shikigami...? But, no, he would have recognized it on sight if that were the case. This is something different entirely.
So, Winter's a tentacle man. Noted. Gojo really won't need to worry about getting a little weird, then. ]
Hm...we have company, I see.
[ He purrs against Winter's lips. It's hard not to focus on the tentacles now that they're out, but this discovery hasn't robbed him of appreciating the rush of cool air against his bare skin now that Winter has divested him of his shirt. He was getting too hot, anyway, and now it will be all the easier to be touched β though that's not enough. Not at all. He needs more of the man before him, too, needs to touch him with his hands and his infinity both.
Though Winter's plunging neckline gives Gojo a fair bit to work with on its own, he's eager to see him bare, too, and though it takes no supernatural power to do so, he tears Winter's shirt open right at the front effortlessly so he can push it down his shoulders and arms with ease. ]
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So, Winter's a tentacle man. Noted. Gojo really won't need to worry about getting a little weird, then. ]
Hm...we have company, I see.
[ He purrs against Winter's lips. It's hard not to focus on the tentacles now that they're out, but this discovery hasn't robbed him of appreciating the rush of cool air against his bare skin now that Winter has divested him of his shirt. He was getting too hot, anyway, and now it will be all the easier to be touched β though that's not enough. Not at all. He needs more of the man before him, too, needs to touch him with his hands and his infinity both.
Though Winter's plunging neckline gives Gojo a fair bit to work with on its own, he's eager to see him bare, too, and though it takes no supernatural power to do so, he tears Winter's shirt open right at the front effortlessly so he can push it down his shoulders and arms with ease. ]
Oops.
[ Though there's really no "oops" about it. ]